Random selections from the archives.
For more than 35 years, a neatly dressed man sat at an easel at Fawn and High streets in Little Italy, drawing and painting scenes of Baltimore and Maryland. Handsome and dignified, Tony DeSales was a full-fledged Baltimore character, hailed by restaurant patrons and lifelong neighbors, dubbed Little Italy's "ambassador" by journalists and politicians. [MORE]
"Aristocratic, historic Baltimore is the slumming-ground for thousands of escaping Washingtonians." Such a statement could have been written yesterday, given the number of D.C.-area residents who regularly hammer up Interstate 95 for a ball game or a night of drunken debauchery on our fair streets. But there's nothing new under the sun: The above was written 49 years ago by journalists Jack Lait and Lee Mortimer, two New York Daily Mirror scribes who churned out a series of sensationalized burg-bashing best sellers in the early '50s exposing the seedy underbelly of the Eisenhower era. [MORE]
Ann Erskine Sometimes parks her car outside her window displays and studies the faces of people walking by.This wouldn't raise any eyebrows if she were an anxious merchant or professional window dresser doing a little impromptu market research. But she's neither. [MORE]
Great athletes come in all shapes and sizes. Some are lanky-limbed 7-footers who skitter up and down hardwood courts. [MORE]
Just above a dam in Dickeyville, Gwynns Falls forms a deep, silty pool that is full of hidden life. Bubbles rise from the blurry bottom. [MORE]